GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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We are adrift without direction in a raging storm on a calm sea, clinging to our expectations to stem the tide of destiny.


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“The circle you are in has lost it's form. On tainted wings you fly above the thorns, angels in the wind cut you down and watch as you fall to the ground”
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